Two years ago my friend Molly and her family started a program called Bundle Up to help the homeless stay warm during the cold winter months. The idea stemmed from Molly’s daughter Izzy who was heartbroken as she learned about people without homes. For the past two years they have donated hundreds of blankets, gloves,… Continue reading Bundle Up Boston
We were not honoring our true family legend at the time. Life was moving fast and happening to us, we were not living it. I have found that it takes an incredible amount of clarity, bravery, and faith to make the changes needed to continue to live the life you are meant to live.
Fooled be not-money will never learn the lessons for you. It is up to YOU to learn them. How much you learn depends on your effort and determination. The difference maker is tenacity and passion and desire and consistency, not money.
We are so collectively distracted by getting and going, and having, and showing that we are not present enough to witness each other as we are learning, and loving, and growing.
February 16, 2022.
Well big guy, you did it. Ten years old today. I’ve never written you a letter on your birthday, but I’ve dreamed of your tenth for so long I can’t help myself.
I remember the day you were born, thinking “Who is this kid? Who is he going to be?” I held you in my arms for the first time in bed space 4 in the Cardiac Intensive Care Unit at Boston Children’s Hospital, dreaming of the life that was ahead of you, not sure you’d even get the chance to have one.
Boy, did you have one.
I’ve watched you grow up, been there for everything, and I couldn’t be prouder of you. I remember so much about your younger days. I don’t want to forget one detail so I’ve been writing memories down furiously lately. Here are some of my favorites.
Before you were born…
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An Open Letter to Steve Jobs,
Just a suburban mom from the east coast here with a dire need to thank you! See, a little over nine years ago my son Stephen was born with albinism. At the time my husband and I knew nothing at all about the genetic condition we passed on to our son. We had only the information the doctors gave us.
And what they gave us was a lot of “nevers” and “unlikelys”.
He will never drive a car because his vision is actually considered to be blind, legally speaking. He may not rise a bike or play sports of any kind. It is unlikely he will read well as access to enlarged print is very expensive and difficult to order.
We could not know, that a man with a brilliant mind, was rapidly changing the way the world would communicate, watch tv, listen to…
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An Open Letter to Steve Jobs, Just a suburban mom from the east coast here with a dire need to thank you! See, a little over nine years ago my son Stephen was born with albinism. At the time my husband and I knew nothing at all about the genetic condition we passed on to… Continue reading The Magic Apple